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A Warning

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Aria

I visited Emory in his room and it smelled faintly of medicine. His curtains were pulled halfway, letting in slanted beams of golden light fall on his bed. He seemed smaller, and his usual sharp features had softened by tiredness, but his eyes were wide open and intense.

I stood in the doorway for a long time before speaking. “You’re supposed to be resting.”

He smirked without looking at me. “You’re supposed to be in your room pretending not to worry.”

The boy was too much like his father. I walked in, closing the door behind me, and sat beside his bed. His bandages were clean, and the healers had already told me his wounds were mending faster than expected. Still, seeing him like this turned something inside my chest, cold

“I heard you refused painkillers,” I said quietly.

“They make me fuzzy,” he muttered. “And I need my head clear.”

“For what? Planning your next reckless act?”

He gave a half laugh, half groan. “You sound like Dad.”

“I sound like a mother who almost lost her so
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